Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

Although nobles generally don't get engaged so quickly, Azeryan and Raya's situation was special, so their swift engagement was quite normal.


Both had suffered hardships, and if they could find solace in each other's company, there seemed to be no need to unnecessarily delay matters.


Leon rubbed his chin, as he, too, had no intention of dragging it out with Olivia; he just hadn't decided on a memorable day yet.


"Getting married at the end of the year? Haha—that's congratulations in order for you! We must hold a grand celebration in the territory! We'll definitely make Ascension Day festive," Lokhak said, offering his brotherly wishes.


As he spoke, he turned to Leon: "What about you? Leon, have you and Olivia not set a date for your wedding? Originally you were first, and now Azeryan is going to beat you to it."


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